There’s also one or two men and women of principle , trying not to be crushed by the weight of working in a fetid atmosphere of hung Parliaments, votes of confidence and very sick MPs literally dying in the building – though of course tradition says you can’t actually do that !
Most but not all of the semi-famous politicos portrayed are now dead, and in a clever device many of the voting fodder are not referred to by their real names but by the name of their seat – Chelmsford, Ebbw Vale, Peebles.
The play – set in a mock Commons chamber and the whips’ offices, also fleetingly goes to the crypt and up to the bell tower with its famous clock face looming down.
At times the machinations get the better of the action and director Jeremy Herrin papers-over complexities in the story with high-paced movement between scenes.
Julian Wadham is an unctuous Tory Chief Whip, glorying in his opponents little defeats and gleefully ruthless. Charles Edwards, as his deputy is mostly honourable, smooth and scheming as the Savile Row tailor made good.
And Graham attempts to draw lessons – only two-party adversarial politics works in the end . To hell with co-operation and compromise , he tells us though of course that’s what finally works.
If you’re obsessed with the musings of the Norman Smiths and Adam Boultons of this world , as I am, you’ll love it all, though the media aren’t a target of Graham’s sharp wit in this play. He saved them for his Murdock story Ink, which I hope was filmed and will be shown sometime.
In the meantime it’s the ayes to the right and the no’s to the left that must content us .
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